Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

Qin Fengming's operation of the magic circle this time only activated part of its power.Regarding this ancestor of the five spirits, at this time, he did not intend to kill him.He still has some doubts in his heart and needs to ask the other party a thing or two.

Seeing that after a little trial, the other party had already asked for peace, he felt relieved.

If the opponent has a tree attribute magic weapon, it is bound to make him spend a lot of money.When I saw it at this moment, although the other party sacrificed several magic weapons just now, they were all metal treasures, so the impact of the arc attack had little effect.

At this moment, when Qin Fengming heard the other party's words, Qin Fengming smiled slightly, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the huge electric arc attack stopped abruptly.After the yellow sand dissipated, the ancestor of the five spirits appeared in a distressed figure.

At this time, the patriarch of the five spirits no longer had the slightest calm attitude just now, only his robe was scorched, and a piece of black flesh and blood was exposed on his shoulder.Even the hair, most of it has been burnt off, and the whole looks extremely embarrassed.

Looking at the Patriarch of the Five Spirits in front of him, Qin Fengming was overjoyed, knowing that his power to control the magic circle had made great progress.

"Hahahaha, senior has already tasted the power of this magic circle, how does it feel?"

Looking at the young monk standing in front of him, the resentment in the eyes of the ancestor of the five spirits flickered, replaced by a peaceful look, and Yan said:

"Fellow Daoist, you and I have no grievances or enmities, and I hope you will show mercy."

"Hehe, there is no injustice or enmity, I don't think so. Let me tell you, your ancestor of the five spirits came here, but the Blood Arrow Sect and the Burning Yang Sect paid a high price to invite the senior?"

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the ancestor of Wuling was shocked. This young monk was extremely powerful in terms of means and mind. Even already guessed.

At this time, he was too regretful, relying on his majestic alchemy mid-stage cultivation, but at this time he was courting Yan Yan, a foundation builder, saying that he would go out, and there would be no place to put his face.

At this time, the ancestor of Wuling knew that with the siege of this magic circle, it would be difficult for him to use many means. If he didn't act according to the other party's words, he would surely fall before his eyes.

He was very afraid of this restriction. After trying just now, facing the powerful electric arc attack, all his means failed to effectively intercept it.Even his invincible natal magic weapon can hardly resist the electric arc attack.

After a short pause, there was a sad smile on his face, and he said indifferently: "What fellow daoist said is true, the old man came this time, and he is the head of two sects, and he promised to take out tens of thousands of spirit stones, and let the old man kill fellow daoist. "

It turned out that when Qin Fengming let the two monks surnamed Ni leave, after flying thousands of miles away, he saw that the young monk had not set out to follow, so the head of the Burning Yang Sect stopped the monk surnamed Ni and said something.

"You Daoist Ni, are we going to give away 3000 million spirit stones like this?"

The cultivator surnamed Ni was stunned for a moment, his face straightened, his eyes flashed, and he also said to himself: "If not, is there any other way that Fellow Daoist Tong can do?"

"I see that young monk's cultivation is only a mid-stage foundation-building monk, and the treasures he uses are only a few top-level spiritual weapons. Even if there are magic weapons, they will not be very powerful. Only two of them Spirit beasts are extremely difficult."

"However, if you and I can invite a Chengdan monk to kill that young monk, it will be effortless."

After the head of the Burning Yang Sect finished speaking, he stared at the monk surnamed Ni with piercing eyes, waiting quietly for him to speak.

"Friar Chengdan, who is the one who I can invite when I just say please? At the same time, you and I have made an oath before. Don't fellow Taoists be afraid that the oath will not come true?"

The head of the Blood Arrow Sect revealed a look of embarrassment, sighed softly, and spoke slowly.

"I swear, you and I are people who have lived for nearly two hundred years. Don't you want to make further progress in your lifetime. As for the monk Chengdan, I am a little sure to ask one of them."

After listening to the words of the head of the Burning Yang Sect, cultivator Ni's eyes flickered with brilliance. After thinking for a long time, his face gradually became resolute. Gritting his teeth, he said in a hateful voice:

"Okay, if Fellow Daoist can really invite a senior Cheng Dan to take action, Ni will take a gamble. That junior deceives me like this, and if he can really kill him, I can't wait for it."

"But I don't know how confident you are in moving that senior Chengdan lightly. You and I only have two months. If we can't return as scheduled, I'm really worried that the junior will hurt all the fellow juniors."

"Brother Ni, please don't worry. At this moment, Senior Wuling is retreating and practicing in my Burning Yang Gate. If Senior Wuling had not issued a strict order before retreating, he must not be disturbed casually. During this trip to Biyou Valley, my younger brother would have sent senior Wake up and come together."

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Ni was shocked immediately, and said anxiously:

"What? The Patriarch of the Five Spirits is in your Burning Yang Sect. How is this possible? At the beginning, the old man once promised 200 million spirit stones per year, and wanted to invite him to agree to be the elder guest of my Blood Arrow Sect, but the senior didn't agree. At your Burning Yang Gate?"

"What's the matter, spirit stone? For Senior Wuling, where I live in Burning Yangmen, the unique red flame scorpions are so tempting. I promise to capture fifty first-level red flame scorpions for him every year. Promise to practice at my Burning Yang Gate."

The head of the Burning Yang Sect replied with a hint of excitement on his face.

"Ah, so that's the case, but how do you plan to invite Senior Five Spirits to help you?"

"This..., if you and my two sects each send out 500 million spirit stones, I think the senior five spirits will also make a move. I think the kung fu practiced by the seniors is special. His cultivation base has increased, and thousands of spirit stones are only used to deal with a foundation cultivator, so I think the senior will be moved."

After a little hesitation, the head of the Burning Yang Sect also said softly that he was not sure that the five spirits senior would agree to help.

"Okay, according to what Fellow Daoist said, as long as you can invite the senior five spirits to take action, Ni will not hesitate to send out tens of millions of spirit stones, but I still have two hands to prepare, and I still have to get the spirit stones first. It's best if senior can solve this matter, otherwise we still need to hand over the spirit stone to that junior to settle his mind, and then we can discuss it in the long term."

The two talked in detail for a long time before leaving.

After listening to the ancestor of the five spirits narrate the cause and effect in detail, Qin Fengming's complexion did not change at all, but he gritted his teeth in his heart, and secretly said:

"It's true that there is no way to leave in heaven, and there is no way to cast hell."

"Hehe, now that the senior has finished speaking, let's go on the road, senior."

As soon as his words fell, he saw the huge magic circle suddenly running rapidly amidst a burst of violent buzzing.

"what……"

With the sound of a tragic call, the majestic ancestor of the five spirits, a monk in the middle stage of Chengdan, fell into the yin and yang gossip formation.